Zelda's kindness? I suppose she may be right though it can be difficult to tell the difference between kindness and naivety I feel; had Zelda spared my daughter out of kindness or for another purpose? This woman is right though: we're all survivalists. Even her Zelda is just that, doing as she does in orde to survive and ensure those she wishes to survive do as such too. I offer a nod at those remarks, having come to better understand just who - or what - this woman believes. Then so be it my nod says, words no longer needed to find our middleground on such a topic. I understood, after all. Lingering in those threats is the whisper of a threat too.
"Clever," I state, returning her amusement with her own, "my suggestion would be this: find a way to create a debt. If I or any other owe you, your horizons will become endless, don't you think? Though, only if power is the only horizon you wish to expand." It is a subtle, I suppose, this way of telling her that she does indeed have more to offer than she believes; after all, she could easily sway this event to her favor, no? She could easily seek to cause a disturbance, to sneak her way into being owed from others - I am not a fool enough to dismiss the underlaying cleverness that plagues her. Dangerous, one might call her, if they stripped her down enough. How could she not be with such a frankness? But I am also curious, too. Which horizon does she have her eye on? Knowledge, certainly, but power too?
"Many names I have gone by but for you, Eden shall do," I give her the smallest of bows then, a formal introduction, before she continues, a deep sigh mingling with the howl of the wind and leaves. It catches my attention and though her eyes move to the sea, mine do not move from her.
"Bloodshed happens every day -perhaps you are simply not looking hard enough," I shrug, though my voice gives way to my amusement at her question, "and peace is subjective. What you find peaceful, another might not." After all, a wolf like Grimoire would never find the idea of solidarity as peaceful, no? Peace could be stifling. "As for war? I find myself doubting it. Have no doubt though, Mara Sov, you will be greeting new leaders in due time. War as small as it comes." There is the hint of laughter then: I did not think I would enjoy being asked so many questions and yet, here I am. Her questions, it seems, say more about her than any answer ever could. Symbiotic, no?